I went to a Theophilus London concert last night at the Bowery Ballroom and was so happy to be out and about. I didn't think I would be able to go to an actual concert now. I have to admit that standing up for that long and avoiding peoples dancing too close to me were a bit of a concern because I haven't had to stand for more than 30 minutes since this whole mess started....but I did it.
Cautiousness melted away and I felt good...until my favorite song of the night played. I was all ready to start belting out lyrics and sing along with everyone in the dancehall, but nothing came out. I forgot all the lyrics and that was needless to say...tough. That was...quite the feeling. I think I listened to the song six times today and played about 10 games of Simon to try and give my brain a workout so it can retain stuff. Yes, Simon. I know I laugh myself heehee. I really hope that doesn't happen again. It was...jarring.
But again, look at the positive, I remembered the beat, and that's something, right?